fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.

My gorgeous
O my gorgeous You are my real beauty You got very pretty eyes Your cheeks are naturally red Your lips are so attractive
By Kiran Yasmin4 years ago in Poets
Walk away
I am sorry to say this But you now have to walk away I have wasted much time on you I have done whatever I could Please walk away
By Kiran Yasmin4 years ago in Poets
Trees
There are some trees I can see three In this forest It is so alone Nobody lives here No one wanders here When the sun sets
By Kiran Yasmin4 years ago in Poets
Risk to be taken
Life is a risk That has to be taken By every single person By all the people At any cost In all situations For some, it is easy
By Kiran Yasmin4 years ago in Poets
I am Just Thinking
"One thing that always bothers me is that a person loves you so much that he cries out to the Lord for you, then there comes a time when the same person is ready to leave you, how ?? He loves you so much that he can't live without you, how can that person be ready to leave? And then he really leaves. Let's face it.
By ishfaq hussain4 years ago in Poets
A Date, an Octopus, and Whatnot
On a Date He went on a date. It must have been fate, that he wound up late. Which is not very great, if you’re looking to mate.
By Terry Mansfield4 years ago in Poets
25 To Make You Feel Alive. Top Story - March 2022.
1. Guaranteed There’s nothing in life that’s guaranteed except for only one thing — death. 2. Light Them Up
By Terry Mansfield4 years ago in Poets
Sometime we can't understand
The trunks are weird, aren't we! Sometimes in response to heaps of messages We don't have a word, And leave a message, So sometimes they post Stories and posts for no reason and wait for Comments.....
By ishfaq hussain4 years ago in Poets
Callouses
She makes him think of quantum physics Heisenberg, to be specific, and his Uncertainty Principle; that she, with only her sincereness, can
By Paul Fey4 years ago in Poets
What is time?
What is time? Is it a linear line? Is it a random series of events? Is it a bunch of wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff?
By Serenity Zahnle4 years ago in Poets
Ice and Fire
Some say the world will tear down with fire, Some say that day will be very agonizing and dire, Others say it will be glazed with ice,
By Samiha4 years ago in Poets
Empty Streets
When the midnight opens like a preamble and clock highlights three, words take the shape of water and keep raining from unveiled vessel.
By Rohit4 years ago in Poets